It gets harder every time I turn
To see if I’m treading alright
I’m unspoken to the world that burns
While you’re boasting about your last fight

Fuck it all, it just ain’t right
This isn’t what it’s supposed to be like
Damn it all, there isn’t a place
To be alone and look yourself in the face

But I don’t want just anything at all
I want freedom of choice and expression
To keep this dream all well
As our time comes to an end
Will we sing the same old song?
Or will we stop forgetting what’s important
A happiness life long

I’ve been thinking about my time
When will it come and should I fear it
If I should make it through the next year
My feelings grow until you start a fit

Lyrics submitted by ben_stumpf

Chatfield Place 'Till Death song meanings
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